The last travels of this elf changed him, for the worst.
He looks older, and wears black traveling clothes most of the time, and when in human lands, always hides his face under his hood, easily being mistaken by a human.

When he's not talking or playing a song, a  silence surrounds him. A silence as long and cold as winter. A silence as sharp as a blade. The sound of someone who is waiting to die.

He now uses spectacles... two odd  circular red disks that hide his eyes away, not showing the darkness there lurks.
He's a talented bard and alchemist. Be careful.

 
Despite his strange spectacles and silent demaenor, he is young for an elf, and slightly short.